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Following the theft of the FBI headquarters, the news that Amanda Waller, the head of the Sky Eye Club, was unconscious in a car accident spread wildly. Two vicious incidents occurred one after another, making the already chaotic White House government even more chaotic.

The high-level quarrels continued, and the Senate also broke out. A small group of people who were vaguely aware of the truth turned their eyes on the president's office.

Joel Nash, the worst president since the founding of the United States!

The cowardly and incompetent peacemaker who can only play with the mud can't help but show his fangs. As the saying goes, the longer a person is suppressed, the more intense his release. If he succeeds in re-election, I am afraid that many people in the White House will be unlucky.

Four years ago, Joel Nash was targeted by all parties because of his low vote rate. The voters did not recognize him. Many people regarded him as a passerby. Now it is different. His approval rate is close to 45%. Climbing upwards at a considerable speed, competitor Thomson also broke the news of Alzheimer's disease, it can be said that the winner is in hand.

Once successful, this time he will withdraw his power and become the real master of the White House, rather than the "lucky guy" who is laughed at by all parties. Then, what will he do with the power?

Revenge, for sure!

Eliminate political enemies, no doubt!

In war, which president does not fight.

These are the necessary attributes of being a "good" president. Judging from his attitude towards Amanda, this peacemaker who pretends to be a pig and eats tiger and keeps his head silent seems more ruthless.

In a remote villa somewhere in Washington State, Joel Nash, with a canvas bag, opened the front door and walked into the living room.

In the luxuriously decorated living room, a handsome white young man in his twenties sits cross-legged, his body suspended in the air strangely, his eyes are tightly closed, his fingers are behind his ears, and blackness appears from time to time on his smooth forehead. Red rays.

An inexplicable coercion radiated from him.

Joel Nash did not speak, put his canvas bag on the table, lit a cigar, and smoked blankly. Soon, the ground was full of soot, and the meditating youth opened his eyes. The black and gold vertical pupils sometimes swelled and sometimes Shrink, like a devil in hell, extremely terrifying,

The young man glanced at the canvas bag on the table and said lightly,

"Good job."

Joel Nash sneered, "Don't lose it again, I don't want to wipe your **** every time."

The young man also sneered, "If you don't want to, let's change, I will be the president and you will be a beast."

"It is your duty to protect me."

"Shit, if I hadn't spared my painstaking efforts to help you out, you could successfully become president."

Joel Nash shrugged, "You are me, I am you, why do you have to be so clear."

"That's why I have to change."

The youth stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, his face was sickly crazy,

"You experience my hard work, and I enjoy your fun. For example, Vanessa...the charming little fairy. I haven't seen her in a few years. I have grown up so much. I can't restrain my instinct when I see her. The will of the body tells me that he wants to press your daughter on the bed and torment him severely. This is what I think, what do you think?"

Joel sat on the sofa and said casually, "Don't kill anyone, or it won't end."

"Don't worry, I won't kill anyone. I will ravage her, torture her body, enslave her soul, and make her fall in love with me desperately. At that time, I will bring her to you and let her feel What is the beauty of the world."

The young man giggled, his face twisted and confused, full of endless malice.

Joel Nash seemed to be accustomed to the other party’s madness, flicking his cigarette **** into the trash can and continuing

"Luke Shaw, what are you going to do with it."

Hearing this name, the hideousness of the youth disappeared instantly, his eyes were half-squinted, and the infiltrating murderous intent was released, "He must die, and die in my hands. Only by killing him can the humiliation in my heart be erased."

Joel Nash put his hands around his chest, curiously said,

"He really defeated you. Although you have only half of my power, you are an ancient demon anyway, and you will be defeated by stupid, low-level, and cowardly humans."

As he said, he gave out a giggle, "This is so interesting, I really want to see how embarrassed you were at the time."

"Shut up, old bastard, I am stronger than you, and you are the part that splits out."

"is it?"

Joel Nash slowly got up, a mysterious blood pattern appeared on his forehead, and an extremely terrifying breath radiated from him. The air squirmed, as if a terrible power was surging out. At this moment, time became slow.

"Come on, give it a try and let you know who is the boss."

The young man cracked his big mouth and showed his fangs. You looked at me and I looked at you. Even if the momentum was very different, he refused to take a step back.

Two minutes later, Joel Nash put away his strength and waved his hand boringly.

"An idiot is an idiot. No wonder being defeated by humans. A guy like you who doesn't know how to advance or retreat will end up with death. If it weren't for me, you would have been wiped out."

The young man said coldly, "I am you, and you are me. Don't think that you are very smart. That human being is not easy to deal with. If you let him know who you are, you will beg me next time."

"ridiculous!"

Joel Nash is extremely disdainful, "A human will scare you like this, even if he controls the mysterious flame, I am the president of the United States, the most powerful person on earth, want him to die, there are ten thousand kinds method."

After all, I untied the canvas bag and patted the jar twice,

"Watch it well, don't lose it again."

The young man snorted heavily. It was not his fault. If it weren't for the problem with Joel Nash's family, he would not have been targeted by the FBI.

Damn old bastard, it's always like this every time, he has problems, he is the one who suffers, and he is always the one who suffers.

Unwilling anger burned in his heart, and gradually transformed into deep resentment.

Joel Nash didn't bother to care about him, and after dealing with the matter, he turned and left.

The black car drove through the woods and disappeared on the sparsely populated road. No one would have thought that the US president, who was working hard for the election, would come to such a remote place alone.

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FBI headquarters meeting room.

The meeting has been held for five minutes~lightnovelpub.net~ Still no one has spoken, the huge room is silent, quieter than the cemetery.

Jack Harvey's face was sullen, and his bloodshot pupils scanned the heads of various departments. Because of the White House, the FBI was not monolithic, but this time, no one came forward.

The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of horizontal, and the horizontal ones are afraid of death!

Jack Harvey, who is at the end of his life, is the one who wants to lose his life. If he loses the stone pot, he has no capital to challenge the president. Once the latter is re-elected, he will be the first to clean up.

This is the ending that everyone can think of, and it is also something that is about to happen.

Jack Harvey is over, he will die ugly.

ps: I forgot to send yesterday’s leave, and today make up: Temporary party, take a day off!

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